But I just feel like screaming this from the rooftops:
I have MOM friends! I have MOM friends! I – yes, I! – have MOM friends!
We moved to our suburban bliss a year and a half ago.
We traded in our one bedroom apartment for a 4 bedroom house. We traded in the subway for a car. We traded in the park for a backyard. And we traded in sky-high prices for nannies and daycare for ME being able to work from home.
Yes, it was a good move all around.
When we left NYC, we also left our friends… something my husband has dealt with perfectly (after all, he travels to NYC once or twice a month and gets to see everyone!). But I had a real tough time for the first year.
I missed being able to “stroll” William and Alexander to the park to see everyone. I missed being able to walk down the block to Starbucks for a quick latte.
I missed having other women understand exactly what I was going through, because they were going through it too – and in the same City, in the same apartment building!
And so after being here in the suburbs for a year, and not having any “young moms” with kids the same age as my guys on our street or close by (that I knew of), I RELUCTANTLY went to our local library one morning in January for something they called “Mother Goose Hour”.
I don’t know why I was so reluctant to go… I’m not a shy woman by any stretch of the imagination. But I guess it was just the unknown of going in and having to deal with women who may be telling me all the “advanced” things their 1-year-olds were doing.
You know these types of women – the children are like 14 months, hardly talking, but they “want to be a doctors when they get older!”
But I went… and there they were – Tina, Stephanie, Kristen and Tracey. Four moms. I liked them instantly.
Maybe it was because we would roll our eyes at each other when the librarian started to get annoyed that one of the 1-year-olds couldn’t sit still for longer than 5 minutes.
Maybe it was because they let their kids be kids and run around and not sit like robots.
Maybe it was because they too had been reluctant about going, but did anyway.
Maybe it was because we all just needed to find each other.
Whatever the true reason is… I have MOM friends! We get each other. We understand each other.
We’re all going through the potty training thing. We know what it’s like to be up all night with a sick baby, or be freaking out that one of our kids has a high temperature!
We know what it’s like to not have showered for a week because you’re so overwhelmed with mom duties! We know what it’s like to have husbands who work long hours, and we’re all there for each other when need be.
They were there for me through the last trimester of my pregnancy with Benjamin. They decorated my house with blue balloons and signs everywhere when we came home from the hospital after I delivered!
These are the things you don’t forget… not ever.
And even though we’ve all known each other for less than a year, it’s already the type of friendship that, we can all tell, will stand the test of time.
Maybe it’s because we all met as mothers. And being there for each other, as the kids grow (we have 6 boys and 1 girl between us!) will be something that I hope to be blogging about years from now!
And so… hip hip hurray!
I have MOM friends!